How could you be gone?
So sure that I've left?
Haven't you?
Is that what you think this is?
What, like it isn't a colossal joke?
Don't you remember?
The lies or the fights?
How could you forget?
Was it important?
Is breath?
I wasn't worth remembering, huh?
How could you think I'd forget you?
Had you given me a reason to think otherwise?
So the note didn't count for a penny did it?
There was a note?
Why did I even bother writing the damn thing?
Are...you sure there was a note?
Do you think I'm crazy?
I mean, could you have only meant to write it?
Did I hallucinate putting it in your laptop?
My laptop that got stolen?
Your laptop got stolen?
I wasn't ever careful, was I?
So you never saw my letter?
How could I have?
It never had a chance, did it?
Do you really think so?
I think you wanted me to go, right?
And be alone in the middle of a new city?
Wasn't it your choice to move?
When did I stop listening to you?
Did you ever listen to me, really listen?
I should have read the note.
You should have been more careful.
About the Creator
Silver Daux
Shadowed souls, cursed magic, poetry that tangles itself in your soul and yanks out the ugly darkness from within. Maybe there's something broken in me, but it's in you too.
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Comments (5)
So many questions; not enough answers.
Misunderstandings from the soul. You give me strength to perhaps write again; you're amazing.
But at least they managed to talk about it and realise what actually happened. That's good, I guess. Loved your poem!
Oh my. I the ink many conversations are like this so you nailed it. Some work through it but others end it and each are right. Great job; I loved it!
This ached throughout. Felt very real, achey and poignant. Revolving around regretful feelings that are easier to see in hindsight. fantastic stirring work, Silver!